The Desire - 39. Andrew

"Finn? that stupid prick!"

"Kyle, forget about him, Andrew managed to get himself out. I think that's what matters the most, don't you think so?"

Peyton was trying to calm me down.

It was just before midnight when she slipped back into my apartment, telling me that she was just checking up on Andrew.

I smirked knowing that she looked satisfied after she got back from Andrew's. And she wasn't denying it, but then she told me about what Andrew told her about Finn.

It made me restless and I didn't sleep well that night, having her in my arms help but I still needed to do something about it.

My vibe was still off when I bumped into Andrew in front of the elevator the next day. I was on my way to campus when he smiled and told me to join him in his car.

"So, Finn huh?" it was still early and I was already picking a fight with him. I hated the fact that the situation was making me boil on the inside, while Andrew was loo